Dancing with her uncle is intense and satisfying work, but it requires practice and patience. This was... altogether different. Far more intense, far more primal and raw and wonderful. Stepping away from it back into civilisation is unexpectedly difficult. She's still flushed as she schools her demeanour back into that of a woman of upper class values. It doesn't come quite as smoothly, but she tries anyway.

It's so distracting that she doesn't quite realise that someone is giving her wine until her mind is playing back the words just uttered to her. She looks around, but finding who it was is hopeless. So instead she turns back to smile at the person currently occupying her attention, sipping away at the remarkably good wine in her hands. Jim and Felix have good taste in wines, who knew?